Thursday, June 12, 2008

ARACHNOPHOBIA

As many of you know, I HATE SPIDERS. They give me the creeps. So you can imagine how I felt when I saw my kids washing their hands. I asked them, "Why are you washing your hands?" They replied, "Because we touched a spider." I quickly replied, "Where is the spider?"My heart was filling with fear and dread. "It's O.K., MOM, the spider is outside." The next thing I know they have me by the hand and they are asking me to come look. I don't want to look. Spiders give me the creeps remember. But I went and looked anyway. Simply because we have had a small problem with black widows around here and I was hoping that it wasn't one of those. It was a HUGE wolf spider. These suckers are so scary looking. And they can be pretty aggressive. Hubby informs me that these spiders will not harm you and that they eat mosquitoes, which is a good thing, since we don't want malaria or heart worms. But I still don't want them close to me. In my opinion, a good spider is a dead spider. (but preferably not dead and framed and hanging in my bathroom as wall art.) Anyway, this is the spider the boys touched. They thought it was pretty. OMG, they are so not related to me. They will freak out over a grand daddy long leg, but they think this monster is pretty? Something is seriously wrong with these two freaks. Do you think it could be because I'm their mother?

I hate to tell you this, but I actually dig spiders. I never kill them, just move them when I clean, and as a result, we live side by side with a few...but don't tell my husband...

Now those creepy crawly centipedy things with the wispy legs...the other night I heard my hubby shriek like, dare I say it, a girl, and when I ran downstairs he was clobbering one with the remote control. Apparently it had crawled on his leg! Urg.

Now the centipedy things don't bother me, but spiders give me chills. Chills of fear. And I do not gently move them outside. I forcfully smash them with the closest object I can find. Preferably something with a long handle to keep me as far away from them as possible. And if it's a really big one, then I scream for my husband.

About Me

I am a Microbiologist by trade, but in my spare time I choose to exercise the right side of my brain with art. Music is my passion, writing is my gift, and painting is my hobby. My life revolves around my twins, and is filled to the very rim with love, beauty, and joy.